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I dreamt of you today; strapped to your silhouette like leather and coiled around the neck. I am bound by a dream of you that is not a dream but
A shade of soul deep enough to penetrate fiber and skin.
Ask me who I am, I am physical; a touch which is not at all a touch, a shadow of pleasure and a pull of thread. Ask me where I am, I am physical; gushing at the seams playing with me—playing with you. Ask me why I am, I am physical; body and mind walking the line under your second skin. Now ask me what I am, I am physical; skin deep mind deep cut deep from the day I met You.